Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Fontaine, Boufati Mansion.

"Relax, Pepe."

Mu Feng placed his hand on Peruvieri's shoulder, and golden light slowly emanated, gradually enveloping her entire body.

The dark curse, as if burned by raging fire, faded away at an extremely fast speed, quickly curling back into Peruvieri's fingertips.

"Theoretically, the curse can be suppressed for a period of time as long as the power of the Calamity Moon Bloodfire is not used."

Mu Feng wiped the sweat from his face, and the golden Time Authority returned to his Eye of God, with the blue-green wind elemental force replacing the golden hue once more.

"Thank you."

Does time also have healing power?

Peruvieri raised her hand, examined the striking black dot at her fingertips, and asked in a calm tone.

As Mu Feng hung the Eye of God back next to the blue-green short-haired rabbit doll on his waist, he casually replied:

"Of course not."

"It's more like a seal, creating the onset of a time-stopping curse that completely freezes the world."

"As long as the power of the blood moon is not actively activated, the seal can be maintained for a considerable period of time simply by eroding it with the power of the curse."

Peruvée nodded, glancing subtly at Clementine, who was standing by the window gazing blankly at the night sky.

"Tomorrow, it will be Clementine's turn to participate in the duel."

Mu Feng's expression turned serious. He looked at Clementine, who seemed unusually preoccupied, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

In the end, there was no escaping it.

“Emotionally speaking, I would never want Clementine’s hands to be stained with blood.”

"She shouldn't belong here."

"yes……"

"She shouldn't, and can't belong here..."

As the night breeze rustled through the curtains, Peruvier's expression seemed to soften and wistfully shift for a moment, but she quickly regained her usual calm and indifference.

"But we had no choice."

"In the house of the fireplace, one either wins or dies."

"Using the forbidden technique of reversing time at will must come at a considerable price."

Peruvelle's gaze was sharp as she stared at Mu Feng's ear. At the ends of his once thick black hair, there were already faint, barely perceptible strands of gray.

Mu Feng remained silent. The world's will repulsion caused by the time reversal would backfire a hundredfold on the caster, until they were completely lost in the rift of time.

He was, after all, still human. Even if he were a demon god or a ruler, he would inevitably have to pay a price for forcibly manipulating the power above the seven elements.

As the doctor warned in the record,

Those who fool time will surely suffer the consequences.

The making of slices inevitably involves the power of time, and Dotole must have had a deep understanding of the power of time.

No wonder the Doctor allowed himself to manipulate the power of time, while this old silver coin chose to secretly obtain the observation data, a clever way to get something for nothing.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and lowered his head to look down at the Eye of God in his hand.

Everything has a price. The fierce life-or-death competition at the House of Hearths has reached its final stage, and Kujavina's madness has been fully revealed.

He had no way out; only by using forces outside the rules could he have a glimmer of hope.

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Mu Feng's voice was low, as if he were comforting Peruvian, or perhaps comforting himself.

Peruvieri did not respond. She looked directly into Mu Feng's eyes and suddenly asked a sharp question.

"You know we'll eventually become 'enemies,' right?"

"Of course I know."

Mu Feng smiled, took out a small bottle of calming potion from the space inside the Eye of God, and carefully placed it on Peruvier's bedside table.

"Then you should know."

"It is unwise to heal your opponent or expose your abilities."

Peruvieri's voice was very soft. She slowly raised her bright red cross-shaped pupils, and a complex look appeared in her usually calm expression.

"Don't think too much."

Gently patting Peruvier's shoulder, Mu Feng casually ruffled her white fur and comforted his future servant.

"We are family."

"That day will never come."

"family……"

Peruvieri did not slap away the man's restless hand. She lowered her head and murmured, hiding her expression in the darkness by the bedside.

Goodnight, Sister Peipei.

Mu Feng casually pulled up the still sullen Clementine, and as he stepped out the door, he suddenly poked his head back into the room, grinning and making a cheeky remark:

"We'll be having mushrooms for breakfast tomorrow."

"boom!"

The next moment, a gleaming blade slammed into the door panel with a sharp whooshing sound, instantly sending up a flurry of flying wood chips.

However, Mu Feng, who was already on guard, turned around with lightning speed, slammed the door shut, and fled.

"Humph."

Peruvelli pulled the hidden weapon from the door panel and put it away. She sat back on the bed, picked up the calming medicine from the bedside table, and drank it all in one gulp.

The calming medicine took effect quickly, and Peruvier lay quietly on the soft bed, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips.

That night, the blood moon did not rise in her dreams.

……

As they walked through Langzhong, Clementine, who was usually an optimist, was unusually silent the whole way, only looking down at the seemingly endless corridor beneath her feet.

"Ouch!"

Caught off guard, absent-minded Clementine bumped into the wall around the corner, her fair forehead instantly turning red.

"Puch."

Seeing Clementine covering her forehead with tears in her eyes, Mu Feng guided the wind element to heal her while revealing a gloating smile in a rather unkind way.

"Brother Mufeng! You're still laughing!"

Feeling utterly unlucky and ridiculed, Clementine blushed deeply and, in a fit of embarrassment and anger, raised her little fist and punched Mu Feng, who was standing next to her.

Mu Feng nimbly dodged Krevy's counterattack, coughed lightly, and revealed a serious expression.

"Cough cough...you misheard."

"I have received professional training and I generally don't laugh unless there are special circumstances."

"Huh, I'm ignoring you."

Clementine crossed her arms like a child in a huff and walked away on her own.

Soon, the relaxed atmosphere was once again enveloped in silence. The two walked quietly down the deserted corridor, with only the echo of their footsteps around them.

"Brother Mufeng, I...I'm going to duel."

After an unknown amount of time, Clementine stopped, and a low voice quietly rose, so faint that it seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

Mu Feng sighed inwardly. He reached out and put his arm around the girl's trembling shoulders, gently holding her cold little hand.

Clementine didn't turn around, but just sobbed softly, her cold tears constantly hitting Mu Feng's palm.

She can't.

She was afraid of pain and afraid of death.

She hasn't seen the aurora borealis with the people she cares about yet, and there are still little cakes she hasn't tasted.

But Clementine knew she simply couldn't bring herself to wield a sword against an innocent person just to save her own life.

Perhaps she was prepared that she would never come back.

Yes, a girl who would argue for a complete stranger and her high and mighty "mother," and who never gave up even after being scolded and beaten every time.

How could they bear to take someone else's life for their own sake?